Dirk Kuyt is an unusual modern player: humble, generous, hard-working and more interested in his charity than gold watches. After almost 300 games for Liverpool, he has sealed a cut-price move to Fenerbahçe, and I wish him all the very best.

While his first-touch could range from very neat and tidy to a 40-yard scuff into Row Z, he remains a hugely intelligent footballer, making up for any lack of technique with brain power and hard work (to quote Meatloaf, two out of three ain’t bad). His incredible fitness was legendary (Kuyt’s, not Meatloaf’s), and to me at least, he was like Sami Hyypia in terms of being one ...